Tag: Seneca

Last Saturday morning was an eventful one for, the daughter of my friend of over six decades, landed up at home on her way to a pilgrimage centre. She came in and left like a typhoon but had stopped at home for the few minutes only to leave a whole lot of goodies from Chennai that are not available here in Pune. She promised to spend more time with me on Sunday and she kept her word. She spent all of ten minutes on Sunday with me.

During those ten minutes, I caught up with some news of her family in Chennai and she got a whiff of suspicion about my health issues.

She reached home at 1.00 am this morning and sent me a message that she had reached home safely and that she was very concerned about my health.

At 9.00 this morning, her father and my friend rang me up to announce that he, his wife and grandson will shortly visit me in Pune to see how I am. I assured him, like I have been assuring a lot of people that I am not about to pop off any time soon but, he is booking tickets and that is that. He too had taken the news of the death of my brother badly as, he had known my brother for as long as he has known me and now wishes to spend some time with me in his twilight years. I understand him as he does me.